CHICK HEARN: 1916-2002 | Jim Murray

Talk of Fame Earns a Star

Column by the late Jim Murray on Chick Hearn, originally published Sept. 25, 1986.

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"Top of the key to Baylor.... Baylor yo-yo-ing in the frontcourt.... Give and go to Goodrich!.... Bounce pass to West.... Dribble-drive to the basket.... He turns.... He's fouled!.... Oh, no, Mendy didn't call it! No harm, no foul.... High post by Wilt.... Turnaround fake by Jerry.... He puts Cazzie in the popcorn machine. . . . He shoots!.... He scores!.... Fall back, baby!"

Francis Dayle Hearn is who. Chick Hearn. The world's greatest basketball announcer. The machine gun that talks like a man. The guy who did more than any other to take pro basketball out of the drafty gyms in Peoria and Altoona and put it on prime time.

Every basketball player signing a million-dollar contract should take off his hat stepping across that slice of sidewalk on Hollywood Boulevard they dedicated to Chick Hearn Wednesday. It's a shrine of their biz if not show biz.

Basketball was a tough sell when Francis Hearn came along. I remember in the late winter of '61 going down to the Sports Arena where they were staging a playoff game between the then-St. Louis Hawks and the newly arrived--from Minneapolis--Los Angeles Lakers.

It was a Sunday afternoon, and they used to click off the attendance on a screen high above the arena floor. It read 2,800 that day as the teams took the floor.

Now, mind you, this was a playoff game. The division final. But not only were there few customers, there were hardly any other journalists covering games in those days.

But the Lakers had made a very important acquisition just before that series. In later years, they were to acquire Wilt Chamberlain, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, even Magic Johnson.

None, however, was ever so important as the free agent they picked up that winter of '61. Chick Hearn and pro basketball made Romeo and Juliet, ham and eggs, gin and tonic look like unmatched opposites. It was like a river joining a sea. Caruso finding a song, Van Gogh a brush.

Any sport needs a lively nomenclature, word pictures that go into the language. Simple terms like bases loaded, circus catch, circuit clout, screwball and squeeze play all served to dramatize the grand old game of baseball that even became the national pastime, thanks to the fertile mind of some chronicler of press row.

Ted Husing took football out of its dock-fight image and invented secondaries, even tertiaries for its defensive postures, and talked of whole hosts of tacklers and coffin corner kicks until the game today is so full of colorful allusions it is almost liturgical in scope.

Chick Hearn did the same things for pro basketball, which had almost no language of its own when he came along. No more would division playoff games be played before 2,800 spectators after Chick hit the scene. They became the hardest tickets in town once Chick was out in front of the tent.

He didn't make basketball occult, he made it fun. He knew it as a player himself and he was far from a homer. Chick became almost a public scold when a player malingered. Or an ownership.

That's why he has his gold star and his own section of sidewalk on Hollywood Boulevard. He didn't play the pro game but he sold it. As Elgin Baylor said at the dedication ceremony: "You made us stars. When you have a product, you need somebody to promote it. That was Chick."

The Hollywood Walk of Fame is for entertainers, communicators, pioneers, builders. That's why Chick's there. He qualifies on all counts. That's why he finds himself across the street from Spencer Tracy and Claudette Colbert on Hollywood and Highland and not far from Adolphe Menjou and the forecourt famous of the Chinese theater.

Pretty soon they'll be selling star maps to his home and he'll have a busload of people waving when he puts out the garbage in the morning. Paparazzi will be waiting in the bushes with poised shutters when he emerges to go to work. They'll want Robert De Niro to do "The Chick Hearn Story."

Hollywood Boulevard is marbled with the names of men and women who helped build a multimillion-dollar industry. Chick Hearn is there because he's one of them.